POP, LOCK & DROPDEAD
Welcome to the club
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
Got blood on my pink Vans
Got knives, I don't use hands
Hush man, you not my mans
Smoke blunts with Slenderman
This is ya boy, EatThatPussy445, and about like 30 to 45 minutes ago
I beat the fuck out of my dick so goddamn hard
I ride my own dick 'cause I'm feeling myself (Sauce)
I don't need a cosign, I don't need help (Woo, woo)
Got my own swag if you can't tell (Okay)
Live like I'm dead 'cause I live in hell
She like the way I do my nails (Okay)
I'ma hot boy, oh goddamn (Oh goddamn)
Goofy, you is comic sans (Woo woo woo)
All my apparel from Japan (Alright)
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
Got blood on my pink Vans
Got knives, I don't use hands
Hush man, you not my mans
Smoke blunts with Slenderman
This is ya boy, EatThatPussy445, and about like 30 to 45 minutes ago
I beat the fuck out of my dick so goddamn hard
I ride my own dick 'cause I'm feeling myself (Sauce)
I don't need a cosign, I don't need help (Woo, woo)
Got my own swag if you can't tell (Okay)
Live like I'm dead 'cause I live in hell
She like the way I do my nails (Okay)
I'ma hot boy, oh goddamn (Oh goddamn)
Goofy, you is comic sans (Woo woo woo)
All my apparel from Japan (Alright)
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
'93 octane, that's gas
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Dzaky Ammar Caesaryan
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